65,000 Miles Later-HANGNAIL

Thinking back on summer weekends, hanging out no need for reasons. I recall Spot Drive-in meetings, 3 a.m. and still we’re eating. I make this promise and I’ll keep it, never will my friends I forfeit. To all the ones who feel forgotten, keep holding on to these words just said. I understand and I don’t blame you, I’ve been gone and you’ve been gone too. Different place, so many places, growing up just seems to’ve changed things. [[Category:Hangnail]]

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